Identity: Revisited
I was reading through some of my journal entries from a year ago, and I swear I don't believe I actually wrote them. The maturity I expressed in my writings a year ago far outshines the musings of my heart now (or so I feel). Literally, I am in awe of who I've been. I remember every situation, I remember all the pain. Yet somehow through it all, the yearning of my heart remains the same: the abundant life. I am a citizen of heaven. I was made...
